| LIZA MINELLI
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| The sun comes up — I think about you
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| The coffee cup — I think about you
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| I want you so, it’s like I’m losing my mind
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| The morning ends — I think about you
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| I talk to friends and think about you
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| And do they know it’s like I’m losing my mind?
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| All afternoon doing every little chore
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| The thought of you stays bright
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| Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
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| Not going left — not going right
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| I dim the lights and think about you
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| Spend sleepless nights to think about you
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| You said you loved me, or were you just being kind?
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| Or am I losing
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| Losing my mind?
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| All afternoon doing every little chore
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| The thought of you stays bright
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| Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
|
| Not going left — not going right
|
| I dim the lights and think about you
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| Spend sleepless nights to think about you
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| You said you loved me Or were you just being kind?
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| Or am I losing my mind?
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| Or am I losing my mind?
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| You said you loved me Or were you just being kind?
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| Or am I losing my mind?
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| Or were you just being kind?
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| Or am I losing my mind?
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| Losing my mind?
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| Losing my mind?
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| Losing my mind?
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| Losing my mind?
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| Losing my mind? |